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Purple: Bombs at the Education Factory: A 2001 Journal, cont.u
This is a continuation of my journal from my 2001-2002 school year. Please read the previous posts to give this entry context. January 14, 2002-The Return The first day back went smoothly. I forgot to take the Joe Henry Fuse CD to school. Joe Henry sings “Like She Was a Hammer,” a song laden with similes: I know she’s right behind me now without looking back. I know she will untie me How, then, will I pay for that? And like she was the railroad Like she was the lost world Like she was the big hand turning back the sea Like she was the raging flower in the brickyard Like she was the only thing hanging on to me. There is no revolution Without boots and song Her foot falls Like a banner day And I will sing along Like she was the anvil Like she was the fire bell Like she was the fever I wear like a crown. Like she was the bomb scare . . . . I wanted to use the song as part of today’s introduction to similes. Fortunately, my hero, my husband, drove the CD out to me. What a guy! Sixth period lost both Mark and Angel. I have no idea why Angel had a schedule change. He didn’t say anything to me. Mark was apparently not able to get into my fourth period class. Boo hoo. Sixth period is now down to only four boys! Most of the students seem somewhere from okay to glad to be back. A lot of them, since they’re not at a driving age, get pretty bored being stuck at home. Their social life is at school. Many of them, too, seemed happy to have a fresh start. They have resolved to do better. Erika and Amanda said as much, even though Amanda did okay last semester.
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